I gave Sean the okay to post on Facebook, so the ban is lifted.
Yesterday we went for the NT screening. That is the one where they judge the chances of the baby having a chromosomal defect like Downs, Trisomy 18, or Trisomy 13. They measure fluid in the nuchal fold at the back of the neck, and calculate the odds based on blood work and maternal age. Based on the ultrasound alone it looks good, the fluid was measuring 1.6-1.8mm and you want it less than 3mm. Of course we still have to wait on the blood test results for the final word. They are also going to check the blood sample to see if I am a carrier for cystic fibrosis, and if I am I guess Sean will get to have blood drawn too.
This visit was definitely different from the last few. When we got there I was nauseous and had to pee, but they wouldn’t let me because at this stage your bladder has to be full to push the uterus forward for a better view of the baby. Normally the first thing they want me to do is pee in a cup. And of course we had to wait. So I was sitting there being fairly miserable until they finally called us back.
The last ultrasound was done by the doctor in a cold exam room, along with an always delightful pelvic exam. This time we were taken to a little room used solely for ultrasounds. The room was comfortable and dimly lit, it almost had a cozy feel. And instead of using the little mobile ultrasound machine that they wheel around to the exam rooms, this one had a large complicated looking machine. There was also a monitor mounted across from the exam table so you could watch the whole thing without craning your neck.
I wish we could have gotten a video of it instead of the series of grainy still shots they printed out for us. The baby was moving around quite a bit, and in flashes you could glimpse hands, legs, and feet. It is hard to believe the little guy/girl is only 2 inches long from crown to rump. The tech had to coerce the baby into the right position, so we got to watch it for a little while. Of course while we were oo-ing and ah-ing over the images, the tech was bouncing the receiver thingy up and down on my full bladder trying to get the kid to flip over… but it was worth it.
After the ultrasound the visit was decidedly less fun, but at least I got to pee (and not even in a cup!) so I was less miserable while I waited to have blood drawn. This time it was only one vial, compared to the 5 they took last time. Then we had to wait again, for what felt like forever, to see the doctor. Once the doctor finally came in, we talked to her all of five minutes before we were released. In all we were there about two hours.
Next visit is March 4… not sure what they are doing then, guess I should have asked. I think it is another screening, but I can’t remember which one. I don’t think they give another ultrasound until 18-22 weeks, and March 4 would only be 16 weeks I think. But I am totally going to go to one of those ultrasound clinics in week 15 to find out the sex. We asked if there were any early guesses yesterday. At first she said 60% chance it was a girl, but once it was in another position she said she really didn’t know and we were back to a 50/50. I think we are both hoping for a boy, but we will be happy either way.